I just know there is something
Special about the way we treat
Each other when were left
To ourselves
Just us alone
And your white shelves
Your soft satin gloves
Stay folded, perfectly wrapped
In white cord to the walls
My toothbrush waits so patient
Jumping on your bed
Like a child
We squeeze and hold so tight
Like seat belts in the night
You demand that I roll
Over when you do
I never chose this path with you
I never even chose you
But something inside of me
Has this pull
This rudimentary lull
The way your skin taste
Like water
And you hair is the air
And I let my hands surf
The wind
Out the window
On the freeway
I stay spaced out
And glazed
Sometimes taking days
Just to think about
How much stuff we
Really could do together
If there was someway
To hold this fragile flame
Through this November rain
To be the picture
And the frame
But deep down
I know sometimes
It’s cities that pass us
And days when you
Don’t even say my name
Sometimes I think
I’m crazy and this is all in my head
You act so surprised
When you hear it
You’re like what and how
And I’m like here and now
And together we both pretend
That this isn’t real
But deep down
I remember
The way I used to be
The lovers
That I refused to see
The ones
That were, just too real
When I wasn’t ready
And so beautifully distracted
Like glass being compacted
We shatter and crumble
Every time you leave town
And so the cycle begins again
We start over as friends
You talk to me even further than
Before, holding these hoops
I must jump through
Then the kisses and then the hugs
The strength of the drugs
Oh they’re just too good to say no
Then suddenly
I wake up
Startled
In the middle of the night
And I’m there
And you’re here
And were together
And nothing else matters
And the world stops
And my toes wiggle
I just lean in closer
All I can feel
Is your warm
Soft brown skin
You take a breath
And your hand finds mine
Encloses and then time
Just stops
I can’t remember anything
And I close my eyes
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